The Night I Watched My Twelve-Year-Old Brother Get Cuffed & Taken from Our Home, Tearing Up, Saying: “I Didn’t Do It!”

(part 1)

Birds living in a quiet corner of earth
must have burst open
midflight
staining the glass of sunset

without witness


(part 2)
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